Death as a measure of all things Cuban

Death as a measure of all things Cuban

We are a nation that lacks good sense, but we are also lucky. Providence has given us an idol that corresponds to our destiny.

Politics in Cuba is the business of death. Without death we Cubans will not give politicians any credit. Moreover, we thumb our noses at those who are not sufficiently tyrannical.

As is the case in every invented nation, action is what is important in Cuba. We applaud the caudillos who can control and provoke events to happen. We boo the Cuban who says we have to think things out before attempting them. To theorize is to waste time, and it cedes hard-fought ground, something that is always in short supply on an island. Our enemy is occasionally our neighbor, and as such, must be defeated; preferably executed without much evidence. We are a country without good sense.

Nonetheless, we are also a lucky people. Providence gave us an idol that corresponds with our destiny. Fidel Castro is the ultimate incarnation of the Cuban people’s sluttish will. An “F” that is not as terrible as a funeral. A “C” that is not as criminal as Cuban. Throughout our long and macabre history of independence and revolutions, this messiah of death has been long awaited. To deny Fidel is to deny the Cuban people and their idiopathic idiocy. In this murderous synonymy, our nation has desired to commit suicide long before the fundamentalism of its formation.

Far away from our geography, we appear to be regular people. But inside Cuba, in that isolation with impunity that is the entire island, Cubans demonstrate to each other who we really are without any effort to hide it. We do so amongst our very own with unfathomable sadism. And with a lack of mercy proportional to our misery, which is a byproduct of communism but which did not exclusively come from that catastrophe.

The violence of the new revolutionary era is now obvious: second-generation Castroism, the dynastic delirium that will unashamedly and ingloriously be imposed upon our nation thanks to the fact that the majority of the people are exhausted and we are fine with any idiocy (always and only if it is an idiocy and not an idea). Furthermore, exile is technically over. What is left there are those – us – with current or expired Cuban passports, like orphaned rag dolls even orphaned from imagination. A place where no one ever thought of re-launching a new country without a country (a post-socialist Zionism) because of the eternal demagoguery of a redeeming return to a free Cuba that caused us to lose time. And lose ground.

As free Cubans, we were forced to always live biographies without life, a purely broody résumé of our exceptional sterile accomplishments. A balkanized cruelty found in our very hearts lacking a sense of community, completely incommunicado.

Today finally, there is more Castroism outside the island than within. The time has come for this obscene osmosis: academics and criminals, intellectuality and intelligentsia, the stateless and the apparatchiks, the religious and the oppressors, millionaires and militants, all mixed together, all of them a wretched bunch at the margins of ideology but not of the market.

However, as a people we once again have luck in this expansive alliance for our late transition from dictatorship to dictatoracracy: the political price will perhaps be the few cadavers that will interfere with the faith we have in our fossilized future. And that is a logical step. Without those minimal martyrs, without those few deaths, without that selective genocide carried out by State capitalism, the Cubans would not give any credit to our post-politicians.

For now, the neo-Castros have demonstrated their ability to be just as criminal. But an error would be irreversible since at this stage of the game, they do not have any other options available in this unscrupulous spiral. The Cuban who does not kill on time will sooner rather than later be killed by another Cuban who has a higher level of adaptive valor. This is Darwinism in action. Seriously.

2 thoughts on “Death as a measure of all things Cuban”

Yes, in effect, Cubans committed collective suicide, but credulous idiocy was only one of the causes, and not the worst. There was also a lethal combo of envy and opportunism, ingratitude and covetousness, as well as shallowness and irrationality–low standards but unrealistically high expectations. The epitome of the latter was the massive swoon over a histrionic BS artist from a highly dysfunctional family who’d never worked for a living, had no political experience and had been mixed up in criminal gang-type activity, among other bad signs, yet was deliriously embraced as an ostensible messiah who would lead Cuba to a hypothetical paradise. It’s all deeply, DEEPLY shameful, but all too many Cubans never have and never will own up to that disgrace, let alone atone for it, even though true healing and recovery pretty much require unflinching honesty, repentance and a resolute, steely determination to never, EVER do anything of the sort again.

Cuba was killed by spoiled imbecility and ingratitude coupled with international complicity and bad luck, not much more. The idiosyncrasy of Cubans is as irrelevant to this historical reality as it is to Castro’s oppressive machinery. All societies have productive and destructive elements and if history has showed us something it is that communism can be imposed on any corner of the world and on any society. Germany, Korea, Cuba, China, etc.

Political instability and populist stupidity have been the norm in the entire American continent perhaps with the exception of Canada, USA (till recently), and some colonies/territories. While Cuba was developing into the third richest American nation per-capita, Europe went as far as provoking two world wars (wars that brought European emigration to Cuba).

I have been around Latin America and I have seen a level of jealousy, ignorance, social divisiveness, and underdevelopment that is not seen among Cubans and that was not part of pre-Castro’s Cuba. It always makes me say “Coño, que no seria Cuba hoy en día” (Damn, what wouldn’t Cuba be today). It wouldn’t have been perfect but it would have been outstanding.

Let’s not get carried away and forget what Cuba was in 1958 next to most of Latrine America and where it was headed. Let’s also not forget the foreign intervention, pressure, and betrayal, that made Castro’s unlikely dictatorship possible.

Cubans didn’t oppose Batista because he was authoritarian and not totalitarian. Nor was Castro’s ascendance to power the result of social warfare. More so, Cuba was far from being an unlivable society and Cubans far from obnoxious despite many of them being hot headed. Till this day, despite their misfortune and social decay, Cubans remain some of the most open and friendly people in the continent. More so than they should be, if you ask me.

To say that we are people hungry for rulers with metal fists is a lie, we aren’t Arabs. Cubans opposed Batista because he was easy to oppose at a time when it was easy, and fun, to be a “rebel” (aka, an idiot). They took an entire country, and an entire economy, for granted, as if it was a given, in search for utopian promises and illusive claims of progressiveness. It was stupidity of the utmost kind but it was a well planned betrayal, not an honest layout. Cubans also made the huge mistake of idolizing American might and trusting in USA’s backing of Castro, perhaps the biggest mistake of them all.